Muscles & Monsters (Leviathan Fitness, #1)

by Ashley Bennett

To anyone who’s ever felt something for an anime wolf…

This particular cake was for the Mayor’s daughter. His daughter was marrying a satyr and bridging the gap between humans and monsters. This was the first interspecies marriage in our city and I had been selected by the bride and groom to make the cake. No pressure or anything.

The box slid from my grip and toppled to the ground, sending hunks of red velvet coated in thick, rich, cream cheese icing all over the sidewalk.

His body swayed back and forth slightly over my response and it was then I realized that he had a tail. He was wagging his tail at me.

could have sworn when I was washing my hands that she was checking out my ass. That made me feel better about the fact that when she was washing her hands I was checking out her ass too. It looked so full and soft. Perfect for resting my head on.

jerk off to the image of a certain strawberry blonde licking icing off of my cock. A wolfman could dream.

My fucking tail just kept thwapping against everything. It couldn’t seem to control itself when she was around.

A tantalizing aroma distracted me. It was Atlas. Like smoked patchouli and sandalwood, he was musky and masculine in the most delicious way. In a way that made me want to rub my face all over him and purr like a contented kitten. That, or climb him like a tree, I couldn’t be too sure.

“One hundred percent. If you have goals, we’ll get you there.” What if my goal was to have him on top of me? Could we get there, Atlas?

Kissing him with that long muzzle of his would be interesting, but I’m sure we could make it work. There were other things we could do with our mouths.

Good thinking, Atlas. Getting to spend time with her and getting her number. I was a fucking legend. Killing this flirting shit.

I don’t think I’d ever get tired of hearing that sound or seeing her smile.

Damn. As DJ Khaled would say: “another one.”

lmao

Thank gods I lived alone because I howled like a teenage wolfgirl. Tegan had sent me a heart eyes emoji.

I wondered if I’d be able to get her to come for a morning run with me at some point. Seeing those full tits bob up and down with each of her footfalls. I’d probably end up dragging her off the path and fucking her in the forest. Claiming every inch of her body while leaves and twigs got stuck in her hair and my fur. Covering her with my scent. Oh, I’d get her to come on a run all right.

“Your payment, good sir.”

So. Fucking. Cute. She called me sir. Was that a turn on for me? Shit.

Sir.

I wondered what other names he’d like. Maybe daddy. I could get down with that. Especially if spanking was involved.

“Atlas, I-I like you. I’m sorry if that wasn’t already painfully obvious.” I reached up and gave his bicep a gentle squeeze. He turned and stared down his muzzle at me, those golden orbs blazing with desire. “I like you too. And it was probably painfully obvious just now.” “Come here then.”

But to be honest, it was sexy as fuck knowing that at any moment that mouth full of sharp teeth could rip me to shreds. That this hot as sin wolven could be so sweet yet so dangerous.

Same tho

“Please. I need it.” I didn’t even recognize the sound of my own voice. Who was this lusty sex goddess?

“Fuck, please,” he growled as the tips of his claws pierced the bench with an iron grip.

I’d happily swallow for him any day.

“That’s right. You like this monster cock, don’t you, sweet thing? Yeah, just like that.”

Did the girl of my dreams really suck my dick in my gym? Fuck yeah, she did.

I might as well have her name tattooed on my balls.

Was this really happening to me? An awful break up, a six month dry spell, and then I literally stumble upon the girl of my dreams?

“Shit, dude! Who the fuck was that?” Fallon’s familiar squawk echoed out from my office.

“Fallon!” I growled, “What did I tell you about watching the cameras?”

“That hot girl is Tegan and if I ever catch you spying on us again, I’ll chop off your wings and throw them in the air fryer for a snack. Got it, you smug fucker?”

Lmao throw his wings in the air fryer. 💀

“Oh, shit! That was the cupcake girl! Damn, she has an ass on her. You didn’t mention that.”

You better be dessert after this morning's gym stunt. We don’t like men who receive but don’t give.”

This tho

Atlas was going to be foaming at the mouth over the sight of me in this dress. I looked like an absolute snack.

I’d definitely be going down on her at some point this evening. I wanted to show her how fun a wolven's textured tongue could be.

“Hi there,” Tegan said with a giggle. “Are you going to keep staring or did you want to invite me inside?”

That sassy little attitude made me want to spank her ass until it was bright red.

“I really like it, actually. And your shirt too. We match.” My tail wagged harder like the stupid love drunk puppy I was. “You do?” “Yes, silly.”

“Shit,” I gasped as one of Atlas’s clawed fingertips drew a line up my thigh. It was gentle enough not to draw blood, and the sensation sent a shiver down my spine.

I wanted to draw constellations with the freckles dotting her chest. Memorize their locations and kiss every single one.

I hopped on one foot and tried to pull from the bottom of the leg, but it was no use. I threw my body onto the ground and lifted my hips, rolling them down over my ass, then my thighs and calves. The whole time Tegan laughed wildly, her enjoyment of the entire situation overriding any embarrassment I felt. I liked the girl and I was happy I could make her smile. Even if it was at my expense.

“That’s it. That’s my good girl,” I growled. “Is this what you want? A wolfman touching this pretty little pussy?”

My snout pressed tight against her cunt, my nostrils flaring wildly to inhale as much of her as I could. I had to fight the urge to rub my face against her pussy. I wanted to mark myself with her scent.

I wanted to savor this. To eat Tegan like I was a starving wolf and she was my last meal.

“Do you want to fuck? Maybe play with the icing?” I asked as Atlas nipped at my neck playfully.

“Fuck yes. I’ve been fantasizing about licking icing off of your naked body since the moment we met.”

I dropped my dress and a deep, rumbling sound resonated out of Atlas’s chest. Was that a purr? He was purring at the sight of me.

“Well that’s never happened.”

I thanked the goddess that I’d opted for an IUD instead of birth control pills because the thought of him filling me with his cum turned me the fuck on.

Sameee

Atlas took my nipple in his mouth and dragged the sharp points of his teeth against it. “Atlas,” I moaned. “Bite me. P-please.”